Since I was cut from the reedbed I have made this crying sound. Anyone separated from someone he loves understands what I say. Anyone pulled from a Source longs to go back.

The gifts of lovers to one another are, in respect to love, nothing but forms; yet, they testify to invisible love.

Don't put blankets over the drum! Open completely. Let your spirit ear listen to the green dome's passionate murmur.

Everything that you want, you are already that.

Even though in the world you are the most learned scholar of the time, Behold the vanishing of this world and this time!

The soul which cannot endure fire and smoke won't find the Secret.

There's a hidden sweetness in the stomach's emptiness. We are lutes, no more, no less. If the soundbox is stuffed full of anything, no music.... When you're full of food and drink, Satan sits where your spirit should.